A/N: Hey everyone! I'm back! I'm so sorry I left this sorry for so long, but I wasn't feeling myself. It was like since September, one bad thing was happening to the people I care about and to me. My holiday season spirit disappeared from me, and what's worse was that no one recognized me. But now, I'm slowly returning to my old self. I'm hoping to write more chapters again since you all have been very patient.

I went to HousCon and it was amazing! I just wish it was a week long event, but we must carry on. I'm so glad Supernatural picked up for a season 13! I can't wait to see what is to become of this show! It because we all love the show, and I'm truly blessed to have the SPNFamily.

Thank you to all my readers who stayed with me and not giving up on my story. I'm truly sorry about the last chapter, but I do have a new one that will make you question yourself.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything or characters from Supernatural. All credit goes to Eric Kripke. I do own Caitlyn, Chris, and any OC characters.

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Chris' POV

Everything was moving slowly when in reality, it was passing by fast. My girl is gone, and even though I know the art of witchcraft, I swore on blood I would never raise the dead. But I need her in my life, she made my life better and I could tell that I did the same for her. I've heard stories of the Winchesters and I'd never thought I would hear the tale of one would bite the dust; especially Caitlyn.

I may not have shed a tear, but my heart was completely ripped out of my chest. It was like someone sucked all the air out of me. Nick was there with me as well as mama, but to lose her was just unthinkable. A woman that came to this city and found her way to me was like a miracle. Granted, I don't know who the hell would be watching over me, but I thanked them every time I saw her, kissed her, touched her, loved her.

Nick's pat on the shoulder meant something to me, "I'll be back."

I was heading to my bike as Nick followed, "Where the hell are you going?"

"I'm gonna convince that woman she is needed in this world."

"Chris, you can't be serious," Nick stopped me, "you're talking astral projecting yourself in the between, and convince her to live. She's been dead for..."

"I KNOW HOW LONG SHE'S BEEN DEAD!" I shouted, "And I'm not bringing her back to life. I'm convincing her to create a miracle. I'm still honoring my code, Nick."

As soon as we got to my mama's shop, I went to our storage unit to find the ingredients I would need for the spell. I went down to the basement where there was a long wooden table and several candles as well as a blanket with a pentagram sewed in golden thread spread across. I mixed the ingredients as much as I could as then I heard a voice:

"What are you doing?" Surprise surprise: my mother.

"I'm glad you are here. I need you to send me to the between." Mixing the ingredients as fast as I could with Nick's help.

"Astral project?" she asked, "oh baby, I know that Winchester girl's death was a lot and it took a lot out of me too, but..."

"Just send me to her, I'm not reviving her, I'm just convincing her and the rest will be up to her."

I got onto the table and laid down.

I looked at my mama's face full of dread but she trusts me, and I never lie to my mama.

"Focus on where you need to be."

I closed my eyes, and I thought of the woman who made my life full once again. Whose kiss I could melt the bitterness in me away, and wash away my misdeeds of my past: Caitlyn Winchester.

Hospital

Caitlyn's POV

I could feel the coldness surround me. I've made the right choice, I thought. What's the point on being a pain to my brothers. I'm always in the way, and I was weak whenever my brothers are hurt or dead. I was certainly no help to Alex in the ward, and Sam sided with a demon over me; his twin. My brothers don't need me, hell they left my side in that room. I never left them.

"I knew you'd see it my way soon enough." Tessa said guiding me.

I did it, I freed myself from being a pain to my family. I thought it was going to be hard, but strangely, it was easy. "Where are you taking me Tessa?"

"That's for me to know and you to find out." She said.

Well, wherever she was taking me, I bet its much better than being in a world that was going to end anyway. Plus, I wouldn't be bothering anyone ever again. Dean was right, I should not have been born.

"Not so fast, chère!" I heard a voice, an all too familiar voice. "She's not going anywhere!"

"Christopher?" shocked at his appearance, but then it turned into fury very quickly. "What the hell did you do? Did you sell your soul like my father and brother did?"

"I'm a witch sweetheart, I have my own ways to be stupid."

"HOW DARE YOU, YOU CAJUN JACKASS!"

"Caitlyn," He started, "you don't want to go out like this. Just listen to me."

"No you're too late." I stopped him. "I'm staying with Tessa whether you like it or not. No one wants me at all."

"What makes you think that?" He asks me. "Your brothers needs you, Bobby needs you, the world needs you!"

"And you?" I spat, "what about you? I've seen men like you use women before, Christopher."

An angry expression rose upon his face. He cupped my face in his hands and pulled me into a lustful kiss. If my spirit was back in my body, it would make me lose my breath.

"How can you make Dean suffer like this?"

"What are you talking about?" I asked. "He said everything he's been holding back for so long, and he got his wish."

"Babe, I want to show you something."

"I don't have time for this." Tessa hurried us, irritated.

"That all we have now." He said. He came up to me. He placed his callused hand upon my chest. "Now close your eyes." I did as I was told and he placed his palm on my forehead.

I could hear voices, and felt pain and sadness. But from where?

Next thing I knew, I was in my hospital room and I saw my body lying flat on my back. My face was white as the sheets and my closed eyes were a purplish color. My breathing tube was still inside my mouth. And there they were, on each side of me holding my cold hands.

"Sam we need her." Dean said. Sam just sat there looking at him with his red rimmed eyes. "I should have kept going. I could've got her heart started again. Hell, I've brought her back times by myself while you were in Stanford. And that's what I'm gonna do."

I saw him get up from his chair and standing over my body with his fingers laced and the heel of his hand barely touching my chest.

"Dean don't", said Sam, weakly. His eyes were equally red rimmed. "Don't you're not making this easier. I had to stop you because she's gone. I love...loved her too. She wouldn't want you to make yourself crazy. And if she knew Victor possessed you at the time, she still wouldn't want you to beat yourself up over all of this."

"I know," Sam breathed out shakily, "Just let her go, Dean."

I see Dean's glistening eyes, and his broken facial expression looked down at his hands and back up to my lifeless face. He let out his breath, and suddenly slammed his fist upon my chest for one final blow.

"Dammit, Caitlyn." And he just lost it. He plopped down in his chair and leaned forward and buried his face in his bent arm as he gathered my corpse towards him. It was as if he pulled me into a hug. He squeezed Sam's shoulder with the other as I heard muffled tears from both men. Different tones of the cries just make my heart break as if it was beating again. Poor Sammy couldn't look at my meatsuit anymore and just covered his mouth as I saw his eyes closed and squeezed shut.

I opened my eyes, and I couldn't take anymore looking at that.

"What the hell are you showing me, Chris?" I asked.

"The pain of others, and woman my pain will be worse if you don't go back. I want to love every inch of you, touch every inch of your body, and show you a life outside this messed up world evil bestowed upon the world."

I saw Tessa move between us from the corner of my eye, and she was playing with my hair. "But if you leave, you won't have to worry about anyone, your brothers will be fine, and they can move on to save the next person in your honor."

Chris looked enraged, "Hon..HONOR?! What's wrong with you, woman? This young woman needs to be with her brothers...her fellow hunters and friends...with me."

"Most of her friends and family are dead, and it's not your choice, Cajun boy; its Caitlyn's choice."

Chris clutched his chest, and sunk down to the ground. "Oh my God, Chris!" I knelt down next to him. "Chris, what's wrong?"

"My time is running out with the spell, baby." He said, whimpering, "I got to go back. I trust you will make the right decision." He cupped my cheek, and he gave me a sweet delicious kiss. The kiss was making my body sing as my eyes were closed. "I'll be joining you soon if I can't have your kisses painted on my lips."

As soon as I opened my eyes, he was there no more.

"What's it going to be, Caitlyn; stay haunting people like the ones you took out, or stay with me and be in peace?"

I knew my answer, I thought. I want to stay, but the question is...where do I stay? With my brothers or Tessa?

A/N: Another cliffhanger, I know, I'm sorry. But where shall she stay? I will post the next part of this soon. I love all of you so much.

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